One day left in the month, so today I'm going to bring these up to date with the last few days. Tomorrow, I'm on the move, so there may be a battle with the technology to try and post the last pebble on time.
26th
Filling the pen --
the ink bottle needs tilting now.
27th
The CD's finished
but still the machine hums.
Outside,
a bell strikes twelve.
28th
On a frosty morning,
a VW camper sits parked,
opened doored. --
a cup of tea,
steaming on its table.
29th
A year on my dressing table,
three pine cones.
"Look after these Dad." --
will she remember?
30th
Sunday morning
in the church car park,
laughs and back patting over,
they wave at each other,
as they drive off.
she may remember the pine cones very well, it's odd what we do remember when we're young
ReplyDeleteIt is odd. At least if she suddenly wants her cones, I've still got them.
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